Date: Mon, 13 Aug 2001 17:30:45 -0700 (PDT)
From: David D
Subject: Boy Day in Sex Ed Lab
BOY DAY in SEX EDUCATION LAB
After eight months of textbook-only work in Ms.
Lanier's sixth-grade sex-education class, lab day had
finally arrived. Today was boy day.
"All right, boys and girls, quiet down and we'll
begin," said Ms. Lanier, a little nervous today, like
her sixth-graders. "I want to introduce you to Billy.
Billy is a tenth-grader at San Francisco Central."
Billy, who was 17, nodded to the youngsters in a shy
sort of way, but he didn't speak. Billy had dark hair
and blue eyes. He was wearing shorts today in the warm
June weather, with a black T-shirt. He had stunning
soccer-player legs and a lean, cat-like upper body.
Billy had been thoroughly briefed on what to expect
and had signed the consent form. Sex-education in San
Francisco in the year 2015 was very politically
correct, with just about every sexual variety and
erogenous zone you can think of getting at least a
passing acknowledgment. Since this was boy day, the
focus would be mostly on mechanics. During girl day,
which was tomorrow, the focus would be much more
sensitive, concentrating on the emotional, rather than
the purely physical, elements of sex.
"Billy, would you be kind enough to undress now?" said
Ms. Lanier, trying her best to be detached and
clinical. Billy took off his shoes, peeled off his
white gym socks, pulled his T-shirt over his head,
dropped his shorts, and slipped out of his clean
tighty-whities. He quickly folded his clothes and laid
them on Ms. Lanier's desk. He stood there naked,
looking only a little nervous. He tried to keep his
eyes focused on nothing in particular at the back of
the room, but he couldn't help noticing how impressed
most of the boys (ages 12 and 13) and a few of the
girls appeared to be. Ms. Lanier, as part of Billy's
preparation, had made it clear that sexual arousal was
perfectly acceptable during today's lab -- that indeed
his sexual arousal was an important part of what the
children were to learn. That helped him feel less
self-conscious, because, weird as it seemed, and even
though his girlfriend had teased him about it, he was
pretty sure he was going to enjoy this.
Billy didn't pay much attention to what Ms. Lanier was
saying as she pointed out the secondary sexual
characteristics of the human male. At her request,
Billy put one foot on her desk so that she could point
out the fine dark hair on his legs. At her request, he
put his hand behind his head, revealing the dark tuft
of hair under his arm. He had showered this morning,
but, as instructed, he had not applied any deodorant.
Ms. Lanier pointed out the little tuft of hair between
his hard pectorals, and the little trail of hair
leading downward from his belly button to his pubic
hair. The youngsters found this hair fascinating,
because none of them had hair like this yet.
"Billy, would you sit here for us now, with your hands
behind your head?"
Billy did as requested. The wood chair was cool
against his naked butt.
"Now, class, remember what you learned about
pheromones and how they relate in subtle ways to human
sexual behavior. Now we'll sample the pheromones that
occur naturally in Billy's armpits. Please form two
lines, just as we discussed yesterday, and you can
each experience Billy's pheromones. Please don't touch
Billy right now -- just use your noses.
Billy wasn't sure what to do with his eyes, so he
looked at his knees as the sixth-graders filed slowly
past him, each putting his or her nose an inch or two
from one of Billy's armpits and taking a shy sniff or
two. Billy noticed that a couple of the boys tried to
make eye contact, one tall blond boy in particular.
Billy smiled but kept his eyes on his knees.
"Another key area of pheromone secretion," said Ms.
Lanier after all the youngsters had returned to their
seats, "is, as you'll remember, the area between the
male scrotum and anus. Billy, would you place your
elbows on the desk for us, please?"
Billy got up from the chair, leaned over the desk, and
settled onto his elbows and forearms, exposing his
anus and dangling genitals to the classroom.
"Would you spread your legs a little farther, Billy?"
said Ms. Lanier. Billy obliged.
"Now class," said Ms. Lanier, "I want you to be very,
very gentle with Billy's testicles. Just touch them
gently. Notice how one hangs a little lower than the
other. That's normal. Notice the pattern of the hair
on Billy's scrotum and the little circle of hair
around Billy's anus. So, this time as you file past, I
want you to touch Billy's scrotum and testicles very
gently, take a look up close, and then, if you want
to, sniff the area between Billy's anus and scrotum."
It took about 10 minutes for each of the youngsters to
have a turn. Billy kept his eyes on the desk and let
himself enjoy the sensation of having his balls shyly
and tenderly fondled by the youngsters. Billy was
pretty sure that every one of the kids, including the
boys, took a sniff. Two or three of the noses touched
him. He enjoyed the feeling of the youngsters' warm
breath. He was pretty sure that it was boys' noses
that touched him, because their hands were a little
rougher and warmer than the girls' hands seemed to be.
"Now class, once again I want you to be very, very
gentle, because if this becomes uncomfortable for
Billy, you may not each get to take a turn. Now you've
each got your latex glove, and you've each got your
packet of lubricant. Now all of you remember how we
learned that the anal area is very richly supplied
with nerves closely connected to the genitals' nerves,
and that the anal area is an erotic zone for most men
as well as for women. I want each of you to put on
your glove, and, just before your turn, apply the
lubricant to your index finger very liberally. Push
your finger very slowly and gently into Billy's anus.
As you see what it feels like inside Billy's anus,
also try to imagine what it feels like for Billy. Now
remember to be very gentle."
The youngsters were almost reverent in their
gentleness. Two or three of the boys (larger fingers)
pushed into Billy a little deeper than the others
dared -- one boy in particular. Billy guessed that it
was the tall blond boy. Billy liked girls. He'd never
done anything with a guy before, but he'd thought
about it, and he figured he would someday, though it
would probably be an older boy. So what if this young
blond boy liked his butt. No big deal. Billy liked his
own butt too and had stuck his own fingers in there a
time or two. Billy concentrated on staying relaxed. He
was determined to let all 22 of the youngsters have a
turn, even if it became a little uncomfortable near
the end. But it didn't become uncomfortable. Billy
felt at ease with his erection, which unfortunately
the kids couldn't see and appreciate very well because
he was bent over the desk.
Billy realized that, now that each of the youngsters
had had a turn, he'd really like to have more. But Ms.
Lanier had a very carefully planned lab curriculum,
each detail approved by the school board. Billy had
been required to read it before he signed the consent
form. Billy remained in position with his elbows on
the desk, his naked butt still facing the youngsters,
but he waited, as agreed, for Ms. Lanier to tell him
what to do next.
"Billy," she said, "Would you now lie down on the
table, face down?"
There was a special padded table, narrow and a little
like a gurney, at the front of the class. Billy went
to the table and settled down face down, as requested.
"Notice, children, that we have some leather straps
here for Billy's arms and legs." She approached the
table. Billy knew that the straps were there, and he
knew what they were for. He cooperatively extended
each wrist and each ankle as Ms. Lanier circled the
table and strapped him down as she spoke.
"We do this for two reasons, children. The first is
that we promised you, and your parents, that Billy
will not be able to touch you. Billy is a very polite
young man, but this ensures that he won't. We also
talked, in class, about how many people enjoy being
restrained during sex, at least occasionally."
Billy had never tried anything like that before, but
he knew some older guys who talked their girlfriends
into tying them up, and they said it was fun. So what
the heck. He didn't particularly want to grope any of
the children, but with his arms and legs tied, no one
could say he did, and no one would get sued. Billy was
over feeling nervous. He decided just to relax and try
to get into it.
"Now children," said Ms. Lanier, "we have something
especially interesting for you. All of your parents
signed consent forms for this course, but Jason's
parents have written a note giving Jason some special
permissions, but only if Jason wants to do this."
Jason, the tall blond boy, looked surprised. "Whut?"
he said, from his desk near the back of the room.
Ms. Lanier smiled. "Jason, would you come up front?"
Jason blushed, but he did as he was told. What note?
He didn't know about any special note from his
parents. But Ms. Lanier wasn't making it up. Jason
didn't know it, but his parents had found some of his
dirty magazines but had decided not to confront him
with it -- better to let Jason open up to them when he
felt like it, and better still if he had some safety
training in what it was inevitable he was going to do.
"Jason," said Ms. Lanier, "remember how we talked in
class about some of the sexual things that males can
do with males? Jason, would you like to have anal
intercourse with Billy, if Billy wants you to?"
Billy made a quick, involuntary movement, but he
didn't say anything. "Huh?" he thought. "This wasn't
in the script." But he, just like everyone else in the
class, held his breath to hear what young Jason was
going to say.
A number of seconds passed in silence. Billy, face
down on the table, was not able to see Jason's face
and thus had no idea which way Jason was leaning.
Finally Jason spoke, with total innocent honesty.
"OK," he said.
Billy felt a lump in his throat. He had no idea that
anything like this was going to happen. But he
remembered the healthy sweet smile on Jason's very
pretty face, and he remembered the 13-year-old finger
that had slipped inside of him deep -- curious and
hungry. Billy didn't have a lot of hangups. And
besides his ass and dick were tingling, and he
realized that he was probably oozing precum. And why
not give the kiddies a good education.
"OK," Billy said.
For about five minutes, Ms. Lanier talked about
safety, STD's, lubricants, and condoms. Billy didn't
pay much attention. He just wished they'd get on with
it, because he had a raging hard-on that no one could
see, and he had this hungry feeling in his butt. His
butt wanted it, bad. He was wondering how big Jason's
dick was.
Finally, Ms. Lanier said, "Jason, would you like to
get undressed, or would you like to keep your shirt
on?"
"Might as well take everything off," said Jason.
It was as though Ms. Lanier read Billy's mind.
"Jason, would you stand here in front of Billy while
you do that? It's only fair for Billy to be able to
see you. He may be strapped down, and he's given you
his permission, but it's still his right to see you
with your clothes off and to change his mind if he
wants to. Remember, it's always OK to say no if you
change your mind and want to stop."
Jason moved to where Billy could raise his head and
look at him. Billy looked up for only a second, saw
the look in Jason's eyes that silently said, "Oh
please don't change your mind." Big boy, Billy
thought. He saw Jason's dick, quite erect already,
probably six inches, on its way to seven and a half or
eight someday. Billy put his head down again and
closed his eyes.
"It's OK," he said. "Go ahead."
There were some more instructions for Jason from Ms.
Lanier, but again Billy didn't really listen to her.
He felt Jason climb onto the table between his legs.
He felt Jason's strong young hands on his thighs and
buttocks. He felt Jason apply the cool lube and rub it
gently into his butt hole. He felt Jason's bare legs
against his legs, Jason's hands on his back. And soon
he felt Jason's young dick against his buttocks,
awkwardly but eagerly searching for the right spot.
Very quickly Jason found the right spot. Billy's body
tensed for a second as Jason's dick flew into him,
maybe a little too quickly -- Jason wasn't exactly
experienced. But then Billy relaxed, and Jason eagerly
began to pump. Jason's hands explored Billy's
shoulder's, Billy's muscular arms, Billy's dark hair.
God that feels damned good, Billy found himself
thinking. He raised his butt up a little, so Jason
could go deeper.
In less than two minutes it was over. If it hadn't
been for the condom, it probably would have been
quicker than that. Jason grunted, spasmed, and came.
Billy felt Jason's dick throbbing. Billy loved every
second of it and wanted more, much more. His butt felt
starved. Billy felt like he'd like to have another
hour of that. Is this how girls feel, he thought, when
guys come too quick?
Billy's heart was pounding and his breathing was very
fast. His dick felt like it was going to explode.
Ms. Lanier knew a thing or two about the sexuality of
17-year-old boys. She quickly unhooked the leather
straps and asked Billy to turn over. He did. Then she
fastened the straps again. Now Billy was on his back,
still breathing hard, with his raging hard-on pointing
upward. Jason had climbed down.
"Jason," said Ms. Lanier. "Would you like to
masturbate Billy now?"
"Sure," said Jason. No use pretending that he didn't
know what to do. He'd figured out how to do this to
himself at least two years ago. Billy let out a little
gasp when he heard that he was about to get some
relief.
"Billy," said Ms. Lanier. "Would you like for Jason to
masturbate you?"
"Yeah, oh yeah," said Billy.
"Class, come closer and gather around," said Ms.
Lanier.
The kids wasted no time. Billy took another look at
the still-naked Jason and closed his eyes.
"Jason," said Ms. Lanier. "A thoughtful thing to do
would be to ask Billy if he'd like some lube."
"Uh, OK," said Jason. "Billy, would you like some
lube?"
"Uh-huh," said Billy.
Billy felt the cool liquid being squeezed onto his
dick, and he was almost embarrassed at how he groaned
when he felt Jason's hand on his dick.
Jason didn't waste any time. He went right to
business.
Billy tensed his muscular soccer legs and
involuntarily pointed his toes. He groaned again, and
yet again. He came in no time. Suddenly he cried out
as though Jason had hit him hard in the stomach.
Billy's body arched. The first wave of cum flew all
the way to his face. Some of it went into his hair.
The second wave spattered his chest. The third wave
landed on his tight abdomen and dribbled into his
navel. The fourth wave dribbled down his dick and onto
Jason's right hand.
After maybe 30 seconds Billy opened his eyes. There
was a look of wonder on the eyes of the children.
Jason was smiling at him sheepishly as his fingers
squeezed the last drops of cum out of Billy's dick and
smeared it on Billy's stomach. Billy closed his eyes
again.